Chapter 54 — A Sensational Fight, Part Two

With Brother Black Panther down, Zhong Yongliang was stunned, Gao Xiaofu was stunned, Zhang Naipao was stunned, and Brother Black Panther's two underlings were stunned as well! But the most stunned of all were Zou Ruoming and his crew!

Zou Ruoming stared in disbelief at what had just happened before his eyes! Brother Black Panther had been taken down just like that? Others might not know Brother Black Panther's strength, but Zou Ruoming certainly did. Brother Black Panther could really fight; it could be said that even his own boss was no match for the man. And yet a tough character like that had been dropped so lightly, so effortlessly, by Wei Zhao, without the boy even working up a sweat.

"Damn, that works too?" One of Zou Ruoming's men goggled. "This kid must have stepped in dog shit. What luck!"

But Zou Ruoming shook his head. He was no fool; on the contrary, he was rather sharp. He did not believe that Wei Zhao had taken Brother Black Panther down by luck. What kind of man was Brother Black Panther? A man who treated fighting as casually as eating! He had been scrapping and scrambling on the "battlefield" for years. How could he possibly be floored by a fluke? If that were possible, he might as well quit the game; he would have died in some accident long ago!

So skill was skill. Zou Ruoming understood now that the basketball he had taken that morning had not been undeserved. Brother Black Panther was in far worse shape than he was; from the look of him, he probably would not be getting up.

Sure enough, Wei Zhao had not meant to take Brother Black Panther's life, but neither had he intended to let him off easily. So with that kick, his pelvis had not exploded, but a fracture was inevitable, and a month or so in the hospital was certain.

"Brother Black Panther!" Brother Black Panther's two underlings had not expected Wei Zhao to be so tough, taking down their boss the moment he made his move. Their eyes went red at once, and the two of them closed in on Wei Zhao together.

Wei Zhao was thoroughly annoyed. Today was the first day of morning break exercises, and he had been looking forward to studying it properly, only to have these few clowns ruin it.

"Kill him for me!" Brother Black Panther struggled a few times, but in the end the searing pain in his lower body kept him from getting up. Still, he gritted his teeth, a savage light in his eyes. In all these years he had never suffered such a loss, and now he had lost badly to a student. That was something he could not tolerate!

Today it was either Wei Zhao's death or his own. If Wei Zhao was allowed to walk away smug and untouched, then Brother Black Panther would have no place in this world anymore!

Brother Black Panther's hysteria finally enraged Wei Zhao. He had not intended to do much to the man, but this creature simply did not know better and was still howling about killing him. Wei Zhao frowned and put his foot on Brother Black Panther's cheek. There was a crack, and Brother Black Panther screamed; his entire jaw had been knocked out of joint.

Wei Zhao's move scared the two underlings stiff just as they were about to step forward! Both were newcomers Brother Black Panther had taken in not long ago, and neither had ever been in a real fight. He had brought them along today to broaden their horizons and bolster their courage; after all, beating a student who could not fight back was the way to cultivate a taste for violence in them.

But the situation now was the exact opposite: the one beaten so badly he could not get up was Brother Black Panther! This man who existed like a god in the eyes of his two underlings! Wei Zhao's brutality made their legs go weak at once.

So being in the underworld was not so easy after all. At any moment you could be beaten into a cripple; it was nothing like the glamour they had imagined! Today a student could beat Brother Black Panther until he could not get up. Tomorrow they might run into someone even more vicious... The two did not dare think any further.

By now the two were already thinking of retreat. Fearing that Wei Zhao might vent his anger on them, they could not help shrinking backward.

"Fuck your mother! Nobody is getting out of here alive today!" Brother Black Panther suddenly thrust his right hand into his pocket and pulled out a black-mouthed knockoff pistol, aiming it at Wei Zhao!

A knockoff pistol, commonly called a "spitter," is one not turned out by a licensed arsenal but produced by small illegal workshops and sold on the black market. Its accuracy and safety are far inferior to those of a proper handgun, yet it is still much sought after by people in the underworld. After all, with a gun like that tucked at your waist, you only have to pull it out at the critical moment, and who would dare make a move?

This was the pistol Brother Black Panther carried on him just in case, but he had never imagined he would draw it in a place like this, in a school, the last place on earth where it should ever come out.

The commotion on Wei Zhao's side had already drawn the school's attention. Several PE teachers were discussing going over together to drive Brother Black Panther and his lot out of the school. After all, in broad daylight, right under the teachers' noses, to assault a student of the school was to hold these teachers in utter contempt! The burly PE teachers in particular were itching to act.

"What on earth is going on here?" Wang Zhifeng had also hurried onto the sports field. Seeing the crowd of teachers all talking at once, he walked over quickly to ask.

"Director Wang, it seems Zhong Yongliang from Class Five of the senior year has brought some outsiders into the school to make trouble..." The speaker was Zhang Xiaohua of the PE department, who taught a class that included Class Five of the senior year, and so knew Zhong Yongliang. He loathed this spoiled rich kid who never studied and spent his days fighting and causing trouble, but there was nothing he could do about it. Now, being able to lodge a complaint against him in front of Wang Zhifeng still felt quite satisfying.

"Zhong Yongliang?" Wang Zhifeng frowned and looked up toward the crowd of troublemakers not far away... Just then, the situation changed: Brother Black Panther was sent sprawling face-first into the ground by a kick from Wei Zhao, his head slamming down into the dirt!

And at that moment Wang Zhifeng also got a clear look at the person who had kicked Brother Black Panther, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Why was it this one? He had originally thought Wei Zhao quite polite. Though the boy had been introduced by the shareholder Gu Pengzhan, he showed none of the airs of a spoiled rich kid; he wore a clean school uniform and gave off a bright, wholesome impression.

But now... truly, a master hides his face... Yet Wang Zhifeng could not afford to offend this lord Wei Zhao. Never mind Gu Pengzhan behind him; even his own little affairs, if Wei Zhao were to let his tongue slip and expose them, would be more than Wang Zhifeng could swallow.

"You few from the PE department, go over and take a look. Do not let any of our school's students get hurt!" Wang Zhifeng ordered the PE teachers, his words already carrying his own meaning: the outsiders you may handle however you like, but our own school's students you had better protect well!

The PE teachers naturally caught the meaning in Wang Zhifeng's words. Although Wei Zhao currently had the upper hand, they would go over and make sure that advantage continued to flourish.

But just as the men were about to step forward, they saw a scene that shocked them to the core!